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ai»ji : ^ Si M • • r! v-'ntU Mis* BeU behind her Begged “tiMt awwt r a-baoce when And soft wind* Somr amorous Troth pound ^ ( To Chloe throi^ th* a Or beaux and beUee U 1 In some well lit peffloaT Trod graoefui I" Or floured thiea So 1‘Ur fitful As, with a smile ant I clow the book u I dan bo* loach ito Si Itxitowed by assort Aodwoloee i Uic* I tU; su»<!.fts in days when i t was liud- I want to knov,’ what th. ro is n that is so obnoxious tc Ranch—that's what you call I believer “That’s what—it is called.” “Well, here! I've no intention of in truding where we’re not wanted. I sim ply didn’t suppose Unit on the broad prairies of the west there was such a place aa a ranch where one of my cloth was unwelcome. I am Mr. Periy, of the —th cavalry, and I’m bouud to say I’d like to know what you people have against us. Are you the proprietor?” *Tm not. I'm only an employe.” “Who is the owner?" “He’s not here now." “Who is here who can explain the ! situation?" “Oh, as to that, I fancy I can do it as well as anybody. It is simply because we have to do pretty much as you fel- ; lows—obey orders. The owner's* orders are not aimed at you anymore than any- , body else. He simply wants to be let alone. He bought this tract and settled here because ho wanted a place where things Ids own way—see he sent for and nobody * W fio can it bel cnes the i toay be u so excited , ^ keep that whole place inclosed in a wire fence, and he had evidently come out of the north gate, 1 was struck by the sight of the hoof prints; they were per fectly fresh there on the trail, and plain as day. There’s no mistaking the shoe, you know. By the way, he rode up to the fort, and probably entered at your side of the garrison; did you Me him?” Paulino laughed at the recollection, ‘No, sir, and, except for breakfast— ; ton but. as the knocking continued, just after reveille—I have been at stables j s h^ looked appealingly at the old ser- ... stricken ton ain't done had none in ’bout sons now Do lust was de what corned and wanted to buy o’ yer itunlie’a brick bats, and you know. Miss I’Teen, what happened den.” (’higo’s ample sides shook as seamoor relic of she spoke, “laws-a-merj^r, how Miss they met. . .... trur little pretty roou cupy, and iu the ^gracefully assisted A __ remember the delightful day when”l Virginia did queen dat mn out of this mansion. iposui pus BUG In fact, these two young people, by some strange and singular fatality^!' that very night wandered off togetlioMM up and down the irretty small garden, wV* I “ ?? Genuine .s ; he could have l people whom A Story of Americaa Life. Frontier By Oapt, OHABLES IINQ, U. & A., Author of "The Colonel't Daughter" "From the Ranke," "The Demrter," Etc. OopyriKlilo* 1H88 by J. B. Uppincott Company, Pbiladelpiil*, rod puWished by special arrange- meat liireugb the Americaa Pres* Aseoclation. 'CHAPTER FV. years WE£T tempered a fel f low m Hr. Perry con- > feasedly was. Mtere was tom*thing la the r's conduct that iMapres- SOMS mount, his gsrb mi his gsnent agpegrance, Perry set kbkl sacanggi down a* eny -;«f the ^ngUskcnee residing aAthe ranch. It was nut fear of arrest aid capture tiia) sent him scowling away across the prairie; it was deliberate in tent to avoid, and this was, to Perry’s thinking, tantamount to insult One moment he gaxed after the retreating form of the horseman, then clapped his for^e cap firmly down upon his head, shook free the rein and gave Nohm the longed for word. Another instant, and with set teeth and blazing, angry eyes he was thundering at headlong speed, swooping down upon the unconscious stranger in pursuit Before that sun burned, curly haired, bulkily framed young man had the faintest idea of what waS impending, Mr. Perry was reining In his snorting steed alongside and cut tingly accosting him: “I beg your pardon, my good sir, bu» may I ask what you mean by trotting away when it must have been evident that I Wanted to speak with you?” The stranger turned slightly and coolly eyed the flushed and indignant cavalry man. They were trotting side by side now, Nolan plunging excitedly, but the English hone maintaining his sven stride; and stronger contrast of type And style ene could scarcely hops tc fint. In rough tweed shooting jacket and cflp, brown Bedford cords fitting snu£y at the knee but flappingjike shapeless bags there aloft to the #aish in heavy ^jfiBMr gaiters and equally heftry leather ^OVee, the stocky figure of the English man had nothin# of grace or elegance, but was sturdy, strong, and full of that burly self reliance which is so oharac- tereetie of the race. Above his broad, stooping shoulders were a bull neck, red dened by the sun, a crop of close curl ing, light brown hair, A tanned and honest face lighted up by fearless gray eyes end shaded by a thick and curling beard of Hghter hue than the hair of his massivt head. He rode with the careless case and su preme confidence of the skilled horse man, but with that angularity of foot and elbow, that roundness of back and bunching ef shoulders, that incessant rise and fuR with every beat of his hores's powerful haunch, that the effect Was that of nslther security nor repose. His saddle, toe, wae the long, flat seated, Australian model, pig skin, with huge rounded leathern cushions oiroling in front and over the knees, adding to the cumbrouenees of his equipment and in no wtss to the comfort) but his bit and onrh chain were of burnished steel, gleaming as though fteeh from the hands of some incomparable English groom, and the russet reins were soft and plia ble, telling of excellent stable manage ment and discipline. Perry couldn’t help admiring that bridle, even in his temporary fit of indignation. As for him—tall, slender, elegantly made, slothed In the accurately fitting undress “blouse” of the army and in rid ing breeches that displayed to best ad vantage the superb molding of his pow erful thighs, sitting like centaur well down in the saddle, his feet and lower legs, cased In natty riding boots, swing* ing oIom in behind the gleaming shoul ders of his steed, erect as on panda, yet swaying with every motion of his hone, graoefui, gallant, and to the full as po erful as his burly companion, the advan- in appearance was all on Perry’s and was heightened by Nolan’s spirited action and martial trapping*. Perry wa* an exquisite in his soldier taste, and never, except on actual cam paign, rode his troop hone without his broideted saddle cloth and gloaming bosses. All this, and more, the English man seemed quietly noting as, finally, without the faintest trace of with even a suspicion of humor ling about the corners of his mouth, he replied: "A fellow may do m he likes when i own bailiwick, I suppose.” I the same, wherever I’ve been, aia, men meet l they happen to bs res sieves. What's more, regiment just arrived • Missouri down, there our trail where we else. Every man in his employ is ex- ted to stick to the ranch so long as is on the pay roll, and to carry out his instructions. If be can’t, he may go-” “And your instructions are to prevent people getting into the ranch?” “Oh, hardly that, you know. We don’t interfere. There’s never any one to come, as a rule, and, when they do, the fence seems to be sufficient." “Amply, I should sayj and yet were I to tell you that I had business with the proprietor and needed to ride np to the ranch, you would open the gate yonder, I suppose?” “No; I would tell you that the owner was away, and that in his absence I transacted all business for him.” “Well, thank you for the information given me at -all events. May I ask the name of your misanthropical boss? You might tell him I called.” “Several officers called three ago, but he liegged to be ?xcuBed.’ “And whht is the name?" “Mr. Maitland—is what he is called." “All right Possibly the time may come when Mr. Maitland will bo as anxious to have the cavalry around him as he is now to keep it away. But If you ever feel like coming up to the fort, just ride in and ask for me.” “1 feel like it a dozen times a week, yon know; but a man mustn’t quarrel with his bread and butter. I met one of your fellows once on a hunt after strayed mules, and he asked me in, but I couldn’t go. Sorry, you know, and all that, but the owner won’t have it.” “Well, then there’s nothing to do for it but say good day to you. I’m going back. Possibly TO see some of your people up at Rossiter when they come to get a horse shod.” A horse shod! Why, man alive, we shoe all our horses herel” Well, that fellow who rode out of your north gate and went up towards the fort about an hour or so ago had his horse shod at a cavalry forge, or I’m a duffer." A quick change came over the En glishman’s face; a flush ef surprise and anger shot up to his forehead; he wheeled about and gazed eagerly, lower- ingly, back towards the far away build ings. How do you know there was— What fellow did you see?” be sharply asked. Oh, I don't know who he was,” an swered Perry, coolly. “He avoided me just as pointedly as you did—galloped across the Monee and out on the prairie to dodge me; but he came out of that gate on the stream, locked it after him, and went on up to the fort, and his horse had cavalry shoes. Good day to you, my Britannio friend. Conse and see us when you get tired of prtoon life. ” And, with a grin, Mr. Perry turned and rode rapidly away, leaving ftie other horse man In a brown study. Once fairly across the Monee he am bled placidly along, thinking of the odd situation of affair* at thi* great prairie reservation, and almoet regretting that he had paid the ranch the honor of a call. Reaching the point where the wagon tracks crossed the stream to the gatevfty In the boundary fence, he reined in Nolan and looked through a vista in the cottonwoods. There was the Englishman, dismounted, stooping over the ground and evidently examining the hoof prints at the gate. Perry chuckled at the sight, then whistling for Bruce, who had strayed off through the timber, he resumed his jaunty way to the post In the events of the morning there were several things to g'fve him abun dant cause for thought, if not for lively curiosity, but he had not yet reached the sum total of surprises in store for him. He was still two miles out from the fort, and riding slowly along the bottom, when he became aware of a trooper coining towards him on the trail. The sunbeams were glinting on the pol ished ornaments of his forage cap and on the bright yellow chevrons of his snugly fitting blouse. Tall and slender and erect was the coming horseman, a model of soldierly grace and carriage, and as he drew nearer and his hand went up to the cap visor in salute a gesture from his young superior brought an instant pressure on the rein, and bone and man became an animated statue. It was a wonderfully sudden yet easy check of a steed In rapid mo tion, and Mr. Perry, a capital rider him self, could not withhold hi* admiration. “Where did you learn that sudden halt, sergeant?” he asked. “I never saw anything so quick except the Mexican training; but that strains a horse and throws him on his haunches.” all the morning. I was there when the lieutenant got his horse.” “Yes, I remember. Then no one rode in from the valley?” “No civilian—no ranchman, sir. The only horsemen I’ve seen were some Cheyenne scouts during the last two hours, and Dr. Quin—just before sick call” “Dr. Quin!—the piist siugeon! Are you sure, sergeant?" “Certainly, sir The doctor rode into the post just about an (tour after the lieu tenant left—coining up the valley too. He went right around to his own stable, over towards the hospital." A look of amaze and stupefaction was settling on Perry’s face. Now for the first time he recalled Mrs. Lawrence’s intimations with regard to the doctor and his connection with the signal lights Now for the first time it occurred to him that the secret of those cavalry hoof prints at the gate was that no ranchman, but an officer of the garrison, had been the means of leaving them there. Now for the first time it flashed upon him that the Englishman’s astonishment and con cern on hearing of tboee hoof tracks in dicated that the story of a mystery at Dunraven in which the doctor was con nected amounted to something more than garrison rumor. Now for the first time an explanation occurred to him of the singular conduct of the horseman who had dodged him by crossing the Monee. Never in his young life had be known the hour when he was ashamed or afraid to look any man in the eye. It stung him to think that here at Rossiter, wearing the uniform of an honorable profession, enjoying the trust and con fidence of all his fellows, was a man who had some secret enterprise of which he dared not speak and of whose discov ery he stood in dread. There could be little doubt that the elusive stranger was Dr. Quin, and that there was grave rea son for the rumors of which Mrs. Law rence had vaguely told him. For a moment he sat, dazed and irreso lute, Nolan impatiently pawing the turf the while; then, far across the prairie and down the valley there came floating, quick and spirited, though faint with distance, the notes of the cavalry trum- S :t sounding “right, front into line.” e looked up, startled. “They’re out at battalion drill, sir," said the sergeant. “They marched out just as I left the stables.” “Just my infernal luck again!” gasped Perry, as he struck spur to Nolan and sent him tearing up the slope; “I might have known I’d miss it!” vant, nnd then at her own stained, moist hands. “For sho’, Miss P’leen," exclaimed Chloe, “1 ain’t no how representin' de Weymouths in dis yero frock; could you, Miss P’loeu? Just screw up a lit tle courage. Don’t look so frighted, honey; mint nothin’, nohow. Jes’ you go on an' I’ll be u-spyin' to see ef any one’s rude to yer.” Miss Brantleign wasted no more time, but, leaving the worthy Chloe still brandishing the paste brush above the pots that the porter was to call for at 3 o'clock precisely, to semi by ex | pro*-', 1 l<. ' . : d to ill... !! u.. i .... :•*>» ' door A « • >!.• ' ■ ■ .<• y dooi.l YU.- V haii'i i . .! ble an >>'■ ■ ■ . . ‘tig about It. . t ively it . i. vt 1.-1 j : bands, her big am<>n ami I. i . ; Vot'k cry’’ Hs*>:vt P.i binivi Vr ('I f.r (To be continued.) A RING OF FATE. Irritability, mor twink- “It is not uncommon abroad, sir,” was the quiet answer. “I saw it first in the English cavalry; and it is easy to teach the horse.” “I must get you to show me the knack some day. Fv* noticed it two or three times, and would lib# to learn it What I stopped you for is this: You’ve been stable sergeant ever since we got here, have you not?” “Yes, air.* “Then if anybody besides members of the troop had hones shod at our forge you would be pretty apt te know it?" “I know that no one has, sbr.” And a flush was rising to the young sergeant’s (toe and a pained look hovering about Us bright blue eyes. Yet bis manner was self restrained and full of respect “Don’t think Tm intimating anything to the contrary, Sergt Gwynne. No soldier In the regiment more entirely holds the confidence of his captain—of all the officers-than you. I was not thinking of that But somebody down there at that Mg ranch below us has had his horse shod by a cavalry farrier—it may have been done while the Eleventh were here—and, while I knew you would not allow it at our forge, I thought it possible that II mM# be dons in your There stands in Charleston an old, rambling stone mansion, a quaint and curious antique homestead, whose jut ting gabies and peeping oriels peer out from amid the luxuriant creepers, and where a certain solemnity reigns from year’s eqd to year's end—a solemnity as to the old fashioned gardens with the octagon grass plots and the mossy dial ; as to sleepy birds that twitter and whisper about the eaves; os to the lichen thatched steps, alasl so seldom trodden nowaday#; and as to the old, big, brass knocker with it# inhuman dolphin munchinf his own tail; and as to the great shadows of the trees, that make of the whole place a gloom with but little chance for sunshine to penetrate. Such is the ancient “Weymouth mansion,” forbidding, stern, with cur tained windows and smokeless chim neys. But behind all this seriousness there is the smile of youth and the cheerincss of life; in the “back kitch en," a low little building connected with the main house by a short cov ered gallery, a great wood fire burns brighuy on the hearth, and the two long deal tables are covered with rows of small stone pots of an equal size; a huge aorcelain lined caldron steams upon tnc crane above the blaze, and it is presided over by a# dbon goddess of ample proportions and jolly aspect, whilst a fairer Hebe, with a long ladle in her small white hand, dances at tendance betwixt the caldron and the [X)tS. "Dero now, Miss P’leen, dem shrimps is just on do bile. Now, honey, chile 1 just you begin wiv yer ladle 1" , Miss "P’leen,” thus adjured, does be gin, and presently another great cal dron on the other table is full of the pretty pink shrimp, and, ere they can cool, Miss P’leen’s pretty pink liands :t:v lifting them by handfuls, draining .th-. m through her slender fingers, and lil ing all the dozens of small linen lags with them, giving the corners a dexterous twist and popping each tiny bag into its jar. “Miss Car’lina and Miss Virginia ought to see ’em, they ought 1 Bless my soul, honey I ef I was white as dey are, and bed ml de blood ob de Wey mouths and do Myddletons and do Brantleighs, too, a-racin’ thro’ my veins, I’d like to take a look at dem shrimps 1” “Ah, Aunt Chloe,” responded the fair young girl with a laugh, “Aunt Carolina and Aunt Virginia are very good, I am sure, to let me do up the shrimps and sell them to the grocers up country. I never could expect them to look at such plebeian proceed ings!” Pauline Brantleigh laughed merrily as she drained off handful after handful of the shrimps. “To be shot” cried the old negress. “Yet, Mi.^s PTeen, you knows that Miss Car’lina and Miss Virginia won’t link de money much ‘plebee’ preceed- ins which you get from dem same shrimp 1” “Perhaps not,” assented the young mistress, gayly filling her pots. “But you must remember, Aunt Chloe, that Aunt Carolina and Virginiarcan liv# only in the past—before the war—the splendid old days when Weymouth house was the most hospitable roof in Charleston, and where only grand ladies in satins and velvets, and shin ing with jewels sang and danced and flirted in the great beautiful room." “That’s so, Miss P’leen. Befo] de warejaculated Aunt Chloe, musing ly you . that Miss Florida’* babe’s posin' pu.-.-.n" of four siai .-us ago, ! not having js chaps heard of her rout | and discomfiture this fine, handsome young gentleman expressed, in very courteous terms, his ajkjlogics for in truding, and the fact that ho had “been advised to call and see if file Misses Weymouth could be induced to part with a few of their valuables: that the fame of their collection of bric-a-brac and old china was, as it were, world wide, and that they would perhaps not esteem it a dishonor to oenefit the great public Bv allowing themselves to be bereaved of a few bits, for whatever consideration the Misses Weymouth might see lit to name—ahem 1” Pauline listened to this in terror, ! for, by the time this speech was con cluded, the handsome young orator stood well within the sacred precincts of the Weymouth mansion, and was casting envious eyes at the rare treas ures that, incrusted with the dust of ages, were piled and heaped iu every conceivable niche and corner of the great wainscoted entrance hall. Here, indeed, were (fathered the idols of the Misses Wej'moutli, the lares and penates of their spinster souls, sooner than part with one morsel of which, for filthy lucer, would they, half de fiantly, half ignoringlv, allow plucky little Pauline, their only niece, to eke out a scanty sum by the potting of shrimp; sooner than beliold one cup of the famous Weymouth china quit its proper shelf would they subsist on hominy and pork, and whatever the faithful Chloe and the provident little Pauline could provide I Yes, within the sanctuary stood the would be despoiler, and even now, L above, on the gallery. Miss Brantleigh heard the patter #f Miss Virginia’s cane and the muffled tones or Miss Carolina’s autocratic voice I With but little ceremony and in the most dire alarm Pauline gave the voung intruder to understand that the Misses Wevmouth preferred death to barter, and that were he discovered his position would prove at least fatal to his life. He received these admoni tions with a becoming meekness, and with a most respectfully tender glance from a pair of remarkably handsome eyes; and apologizing, with the air of a courtier to a queen, tlioenemy bowed himself out just as Miss Carolina was iring to descend the staircase, tiss Brantleigh rushed back to the kitchen, to find Chloe seated, the pic- bilsl Alice was similarly engaged with a masculine companion, and meantime Jenny played and sang within. And. miraculous to relate, Miss Pauline told unto Mr. Arthur Seamoor many of the vicio-itudcs of her life, includi:;;- the !<>:•.« f a certain ring and its probable iruow'Oration in somebody’s shrimp pio long weeks since. In return for tbese confidences Mr. Seamoor fad into Miss Brant- : leigh’s witling cm.i t’.ie fact that he was partu?r in a I ; - e importing house in New York, doaloif; in objects of art, bric-a-brac ami the like, and that in the interests of Ids firm lie had von tured on that hapless afternoon to t storm the citadel of her virginal j aunts. It must furthermore bo recorded that these mutual con.klences grew apace, and that daily Miss Gmutleigb | and Mr. Seanioor seemed to find an in creasing fund of conversation and a growing interest in each other’s so ' ciety. Did Miss Brantleigh gather (lowers, | Mr. Seamoor was sure she needed manly assistance; did she walk, she must require a protector; did sho sew, i a holder of threads must needs bo at hand; if she played and sung, some one to turn the leaves; if she read, some Vittontivo soul to listen to the sweet tones of her voice. In reality he was tlio girl’s shadow, and the climax v r, at last capped, when, one r.fteri:. on late, Jenny peeped into tho dining room and be held Pauline making mayonnaise and Arthur industriously holding the olive oil cruet! “No one can make ;,hrimp salad to equal a southern girl I” lie exclaimed, watching her turn out the contents of a couple of the tiny linen bags into the big bowl with its soft lining of fresh lettuce leaves. “Do you think so?” Paulino poured in the savory dressing, garnished her dish with slices of egg, stuck a sprig of parsley in the center, and, shaking her head at his proposal for “one turn in the garden he fore supper,” laugh ingly ran off to dress. Jenny vowed afterward that she saw—the recreant young spy!—Arthur catch Paulino's hand ana press it to his lips. Tat, then, girls have such imaginations. , However this may have been, it was a very gay little party that sat down i to Mrs. Bentley’s cozy tea table that night, and every one seemed not onlv to relish Jenny’s waffles, but especial ly Pauline's shrimp salad. “It is delicious, indeed I” Mr. Sea moor ejaculated, as lie held his plate 1 toward the fair concoctor of the dish for a second supply. “I never ate In tlie following Goods : Clothing, Overcoats, Hats, Caps. Buggy Robes, Ladies’ Jerseys, Children’s Blouses, Ladies’ Balmorals, Valises, Trunks, and^Boots. -*?SHOES A SPMAWY.?*- Call and prices will be given in Store that will astonish you. Respectfully, January 16, 1890. J. G. McCALL, pittth of PitrltttQtmt, HAS OPENBO A SA.'viisra-s ejntt. And from and after this daio will receive deposirs of One Dollar and upwards, and pa> quarterly interest on the same, flt the rate of five per cent, per hiiiiuui, under regulations to be made known at the Batik. This is a favorable opportunity for Farmers, Mechanics, AND Factory Operatives, To save their earnings. J. L. COKER, BRIGHT WILLIAMSON, President. Cashier. Darlington, S.C., June 18, 188‘J Schedule of the Uvtsiille R. R. Hartsvillb. B. C., Dec. * 9. DAILY MIXED THAI Leaves Hartsville, 7.1® A. M. Leaves Jovann, 7.40 ** Arrive at Floyd’s, 8.05 M Making connection with the South bound passenger train on the Cheraw & Darlington Railroad, RETURNING. Leave Floyd’s, 10.00 A. M • Leave Jovann. 10.90 “ Arrive at Hartsville, 10.50 “ Tliis train waits two hoars, if necessa ry, for the North bound freight train on C. A. D. R. R. J. L. COKER. President. • ••••••eeaee • ••*••• FOR C. & D. AND C. ft 9. RAILROAD® PsiiiDUT’iOrvics ) C. & D. and 0. ft 8. RAILROADS, V Charleston, S, C., May 12, 1889. J Da and afUr Msy IX, the train, ee ihese roads will run a* follows (Banda *x- oepttd) every day: down Txaiv. Leave Wadesboro Dennetts Morven’s •••*•••••••••••••% eeee 6.86 McFarland • ■••••••• ••••••• eee* 6.60 LiG&vc Cheraw ••••••••• ••••e******e#e**7«30 Cash’ 8 #•••**•## •***e#*7* 46 Society Hitt 8.08 Dove’s 8-22 Darlington 8.42 Palmette 8 66 Arrive at Florence • ••*•• *•••*• #•*#*• 9 16 Or TEAM. Leave Florenoe 8.10 r m Clerks, Laborers, Palmetto Darlington 8 26 8.86 Society Hill 9.12 Cash’s 9 17 LeaveCheraw 9.43 P M McFarlan 10.08 Morvcn’e 10.20 Bennett’s 10.86 Lake Wadesboro.... -.11.00 Freight Train going up. Leave Florence 7.00 n m Arrive Darlington T 46 a a Freight going down Arrive Darlington 8.00 p m Leave Darlington 3.60 p a Arrive Florence 4.10 p a A. F. RAVENEL, Pre*. Q H Master Transportation. KTEW SOHEETTXjE ORTHEASTERN RAILROAD. Obarliston, S. C., May 12, 1889. N turo of good humored somnolence, bo- r,.,,,.,. ciaimeu jenny. anything half so’ At this juncture Mr. Seamoor eame to a sudden pause, and all the eyes about the table were turned *pon uis plate. There lay, amid the famous mayonnaise, a small, heavily chased gold ring! Paulino gave a curious start—per haps sho recognized th# little circlet I —but Mr. Seamoor, with inimitable sang froid, merely dropped the ring into his finger bowl, And presently, taking it on his napkin, began a criti cal examination of his treasure trove. The others, being in ignorance of Miss Brantleigh’s loss, as they were of her first meeting with Mr. Seamoor, saw no connection between their cous in's temporary embarrassment and flicir other cousin’s luck. “Let me see it, Arthur,” caiod Alice, extending her hand. “Is it engraved?” "Are there initials inside?” ex- J UST RECEIVED A Large Supply of the Latest Improvement on the Celebrated Golden Rye Whiskey Drops, DIAMOND DROPS, TLX. Sole A^ent. On and after this date the following schedule will be run : GOING SOUTH. No. 27, Dhily. i Leave Florence •1 85 a a Leavo Kingstrce 2 29 a m Arrive Lanes 2 50 a m Leave Lanes 2 60 a m Arrive Charleston • 00am No. 28, Daily. Leave Florence •9 30 a m Leave Kingstreo 10 66 an Arrive h*ues 11 20 at Leave Lanes n 30* * , Arrive Charleston 1 80ea Mo 68. i Leave Lanes •7 60 P. M. Arrive Charleston • 80 p. a. Train No. 63 take* No. 68 South of Lane* Train on C & D HR conn ft* et Bier- fore her own fireside. The shrimp jone—it was long past 3 o’clock! r I" quote to word, ■ Laws-a-mercy, honey l data fore was done horned—and to think Miss Florida’! baby’s a-pottin’ •hrimp for a livin, in dis yero ole smoky hole I” •‘She’s very happy at It, Aunty. Hark I" “Laws-a-saeroyr Chloe drops the paste brush which she has been wield ing on the freshly filleu pots, and Misa Brantleigh lets fall, tfith a tremor, the handful of shrimp. “Its de knocker, sho’ as yo’ live, Miss pleenl and it ain’t knocked in’bout two year*—not sense Miss Virgin* as brunged home m dat barrow by > man what foun’ her oosenalble up It never leaves this finger! Mr. Seamoor, suiting action “until I find the owner.” “Oh. there are initials!" laughed Alice. “How romantic! Perhaps not a lady's though!” "But they arc, I am sure they are!” Mr. Seamoor says, gazing tenderly at his new adornment “What are they? Come, Arthur, tell!” pleads Jenny, excitedly. “Never!” “Perhaps sho’ll prove to bo your fate,” Alice laughs, merrily. “Indeed she shall, if I caa but per suade her that I am hersl" s “What an adventure!” eries Jenn . , , and in the midst of this jocular! wrested p au ]i lie ’ g blushes go down unheedi Tea is over; the fragments of the shrimp salad have long since mys- I teriously disappeared, beneath Sam’s fostering care, in the regions of the kitchen; Jenny is playing some soft air for her father in tbo parlor; Alice has run into a neighbor’s to borrow a pattern, and Pauline and Arthur Sea moor have been pacing up and down the little garden, “in the dark and in the dew,” for quite long time now. “Darling,” whispers the young fel low, all his soul in his voice, “can I not persuade you that I am your fate? May I keep this little ring that ‘Fate’ has given to me, and^jn its stead be stow upon you a—wedding—ring— Pauline?” were gone—it was long past 3 o c —and all the debris of shells and pots, caldrons and ladles had removed. Paulino looked down at her hands. What ? Her ring was gone! Her one sole bit of finery! Her solitary orna ment, the heavy chased golden band that a certain great-grandmother, also a “Pauline W. Brantleigh,” hod worn, and whose initials were insidd of the circlet1 Where was it! The interloper— could ho have been a thief? Then Pauline laughed as she remembered that the unfortunate young man had not taken her hand, and in no other way could he possibly have her treasure from her. Aunt Chloe was summarily-a waken cd. “Oh. Miss P’leen I” cried she, mourn fully, *‘it has been dem shrimps! Yes, honey, when you was a-siftin’ of that last batch thro’ yer fingers, that splen did ring has ies’ gone in with dem shell fishes, ana, laws-a-mercy, honey! dey’s all gone, shrimps and ring and everything, up country to dem hill folks. Laws-a-mercy 1” Chloe could say no more. “Laws-a- mercy" was expected and intended to express every possible lamentation and its corresponding consolation in the entire gamut of woo and despair. Pauline wept and wondered; con signed the young vandal, whom she What Pauline replied it is not the considered the author of her loss, to province of this narrative to reveal, unknown and terrible regions; she k uti suffice it to say that Arthur was searched and sought, and at last re- overheard by Miss Jenny—now hav- lapsed into stony silence. The ring ing lal ] cd lier father to ,l um bers, and was gone, of that she was sure, ami bavin? meandered out on the nnrch— what mattered “how” or “where 1 A couple of months later an event occurred in the Weymouth stagna tion. Miss Brantleigh was invited on a visit to some distant relatives at Mr. S. Manne proposes to sustain to the fullest extent the business recently conducted by his father, and to this end so licits a continuance of the patronage which has heretofore been accorded the firm. Jan. 30, 1890. Lewenthal & Hennig, ence with No 23 Train GOING NORTH, No, 7|, Daily, DEALERS THE — a 1“ Ij IE IB :R -A. T E H Farmers’ Alliance Rye Whiskey. GROCERIES, WINES, LIQUORS AND CIGARS. Corner Pearle Street and Court House Square, • DARLINGTON, S. C. December 19, 1889—3m Read these Prices. Call at Leave Charleston Arrive Lanes Leave Lanes Leave Kiugstree Arrive Florenoe •12 26 a a 3 45 a m 2 60 a a 8 10am 4 20 a a No. 14, Leavo Coarleslon Arrive Lanes Leave Lanes Leave Kingstrce Arrive Florenoe •4 30 p a 6 28 p a 6 28 p a 6 46 pa 7 66 p m v No. 62. Daily. Leave Charleston , Arrive Lane* 7 *0 a a 9 10 a a • Daily, f Daily except Sun Train No. 52 tikes No. 62 North Lane* Train No, 14 connect* *t Pier With Train on C ft D R R for Cheraw .,ra® Wadesboro, N. 0. Nos 62 run* through to Columbia via Central U R of S C. No*. 78 and 14 run aolid to Wilmington, N. C., making clo*« oonnaotion with w. ft W R R for all point* north. •J R. KENLY, J, t. Divisn, SupL Tran*. Gen’l Say’t. T. M. Emcumk, Gen’l Pm*. A0. fflUI.NCTON CQLCIBIA AM iCIWU KAILMi May 12, 1888. GOING SOUTH No. 23. M , a small town in the interior of the state. It was not until much had been undergone In the way of rav ings from Miss Carolina over the de generacy of the modern damsel in de siring to visit, and in the form of sar castic inquiry from Miss Virginia as to the probable wardrobe of her niece, that Pauline finally set forth. It was true that she had but few gowns, and fewer laces and ribbons, but the friends she went to were but little bet ter off than she herself, and she had, therefore, the sweet beautiflers of a contented spirit and a happy anticipa tion. Her charms were, too, per chance, brightened by the color that came and went on her round checks, as she sat in the old fashioned, lum bering coach, and read over a certain paragraph in Olive Bentley’s letter. It ran thus: “Arthur Seamoor, our cous in from New York, you know, is pay- ; ne has seen having meandered out on the porch- to state that “shrimp salad should form the central dish on his wedding | breakfast table, and that, in the midst thereof, there should bo a ring of fate instead of the customary cake," in both of which assertions U is but fair to chronicle that Miss Brantleigh sig nified a most emphatic co-operation. Maud Marigold in Pittsburg Bulletin. your he is ing us a little visit photo in Jenny’s album, and crazy to meet you l” Now, it must be borne in mind that Pauline, although of the mature age of 20, had held but little communica tion with the opposite sex, and, with a waywardness “unbecoming in her gender,” Miss Virginia would have said, she yearned for an opportunity to overcome her deficiencies in this respect. Here it was: she was hasten ing toward it as fast as four horses could carry her. Nay, she has attain ed it, for at this moment the coach with a j«rk before the Bent- up rthe. tha eame gallantly fir sist her to aliwhi. Con! kur llie» West I miles. Tlio import of coal from the United States to tlio port of Havana during 188S is stated to have amounted to 07,647 tons as against 53.355 tons in 1887. and that from Great Britain to 50,378 as against 74,843 tons. Thus tlio American import exceeded tlio average of the last ten years, which is calculated at about 60, 000 tons, while the import from Great Britain fell far short of its average of 80,000 tons. That a further alteration in the refative proportions of the coal im ports from Great Britain and the United States may take place is not Improbable. American sp< culators are arranging for large shipment* of coal from tho Ala bama mines ; > Cuba and other West In dian islands. Should this enterprise prove success ful, the effect on British trade would be most unfavorable, as it would obviously be difficult for British exporters to compete with American* in tho matter of freight*.—New York Com mercial Advertiser. a large struck a Vacillation on tho Leg. A French practitioner, in tho courso of of re vaccinations, wa* with tho fact that tho operation ire successful when performed on tlte leg than when the arm was se ll? cases tho percentage 45.45 on the leg, as com* on tho arm.—Medical 1,000 yards assorted Worsteds at 10 cts, worth 20 to 40<jtSj A full line Cashmeres at 12* and 15 cts. We are still run ning our famous 25 cts. yard wide Cashmere in all shades more popular than ever this season, 45-inch Henrietta at 50 cents. A large line of Black Goods consisting of Cashmeres, Henriettas and Imported Reps from 15 to $1 per yard. A well selected stock of Ladies’ and Misses’ Wraps consisting of Jackets, Modjeskas and New Markets. A specially large line of Staple Dry Goods, and Notions at prices that move them rapidly. SHOES. Our line of Shoes is large and complete and well adapted to the wants of the people. We continue to maintain our reputation for selling solid goods. Gents’ Furnishing Goods ( Our success in the Gents’ Furnishing Goods Department war rant us in the belief that our Clothing and Hats Men’s, Youths’ and Boys’ suit the people, both as to quality and price. We carry always in stock a full line of Hardware, Crockery, Tin, Harness, &c. GROCERIES. The Grocery Department is large and kept well supplied, at Rock-bottom prices. hardware. At the Hardware Store, Managed by J. H. Early, is kept Stoves, Sewing Machines, Pumps; Gins, Belting Steam Engines, Ac., in fact everything that comes under the head of machinist’s supplies. REPAIRING A SPECIALTY. Leave Wilmington Leave Marion Arrive Florence Leave Florence Arrive Sumter Letve Sumter Arrive Columbia Leave Wilmington Leave Marion Arrive Florence Leave Sumter Arrive Columbia 6(1. No. 27 No 52 *6 35 pa 9 38 p ■ 10 8# * ■ 8.20 n e 4.40 n a 4 40 a ■ 8. 18 n a *10.10 p a 12.40 p a 1 30*m flO 88 n a 11 66 pa 49 20 an 10 28 a m Ckarl**l*n via No 68 Leave Florence Arrive Sumter No 62 run* through from Central R It. Leaving Lane* 9 16 A I!., Manning 868 A M. Train on C ft D R & eonneetant Flcr*nc« «itb No 68, GOING NORTH. No 61 fcoave Columbia. Arrive Sumter Leave Sumter Arrive Florence 78. Leave Florence, Leave Marion Arm# at Wilmington, Ne. 69 Leave Saater Arrive Florenoe Leave Colombia Arrive Snater No. 68, No 14 Leavo Flortneo Leave Marion Arrive at Wilmington *10 85 p n II 68 p n H 68 p m 116 a a 4 86 a a 5 20a a 8 88 a a t® 87 p a 7 60 p a *5 20p a 6 82 p a *8 15 p a 8 59 p a It 60pa •Daily, fDaily oxoepl Sunday. No 68 run* through to Charleotou, vin Central R R, arriving Mnonlne? 04 P K Lane* 7 42 P M. ChnrU ‘ No 69 oonuoolo at train for Cborsir nnd Wadoohon’. Nos 78 and 14 mak* clove i Wilmington with W ft W RR for nil peinti North. Train on Floroneo R. R. loavo daily except Snnday 4.40 P. M.. Rowland 7.00 P. Rowland 6.80 A. A. M. Train o» Manol leaves Sumter A. M., arrive 1 turning Uve ! -J • H w ' m 90 i H v . * *: October 31,1889